The Very Pulse Of The Machine
A steady rhythm emerges from the circuitry, precise as a metronome engineered in chrome. Tones glide forward in clean geometric lines, each one a perfectly machined component in a larger electronic architecture.
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And now I see with eye serene
The very pulse of the machine;
A being breathing thoughtful breath,
A traveller between life and death ...
--William Wordsworth
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